Dry Lake

They got away with it before.
They did not get away with it here.
Too near.

The lake bed exposed.
Bodies decomposed.
Rusty old boat sunk deep in the mud.

All dried up.
After the flood.
A cars hood.

Visible now.
As the shoreline recedes
From the reeds.

Make of it what you will.
Shriek at the thrill.
Go in for the kill.

If you dare.
The rust never sleeps.
Just creeps.

Water does not flow.
Nowhere to go.
You and I know.

That the time has come.
To plumb the depth.
See how low the level gets.